Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 213 Lord is both light and human

"It's a certificate issued after being tested by several magicians in the palace." The guard explained patiently.

After all, the two people in front of him looked very elegant, especially the blond elf, who looked like a powerful magician.

As the guard in charge of the entrance to this area and having seen countless magicians, he trusts his intuition.

"We don't have that thing. Is there any other way to get in?"

The guard was a little distressed. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Please wait a moment. I will go and call Lord Akaf."

Soon, the guard came back, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a wizard's robe and a badge on his chest.

His eyes were scrutinizing as they swept over Lord.

But when his gaze fell on Celie, he paused for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he sensed the extraordinary magical fluctuations in the elf lady's body.

"Are these the two who want to enter the magical area?"

The guard replied respectfully, "Yes, Master Akaf. But they don't have magician qualifications."

Akaf raised his hand to interrupt the guard, his eyes fixed on Lord and Celie again: "I am Akaf, in charge of the magic tome area.

According to the regulations here, entering this area requires proof of being a magician.

Since you two don't have a qualification certificate, please perform a magic spell in front of me to prove that you are magicians."

Lord shrugged helplessly and looked at Celie.

Celie had a blank expression on her face. She felt that this way of proof was both troublesome and somewhat ridiculous. She was too lazy to even raise her hand, but just moved her mind slightly.

hum!
A spear of light emitting a sharp aura instantly formed beside her.

It just hovered quietly, without any intention of launching, and the air around it rippled because of its existence.

Akaf's eyes widened, and the doubt in his heart was instantly replaced by shock.

Such proficiency in light magic is definitely not something that an ordinary magician can do.

He could even feel that the destructive power in the light gun was perfectly restrained, and the control was terrifying.

"The elves' light spear magic? Truly impressive." Akaf took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart. His tone became more serious. "It seems Your Excellency the Elf is indeed a powerful magician."

"Can we go in now?" Lord asked.

"Sir, you also need to cast a spell." Akaf turned his gaze to Lord.

Lord wanted to say that he was just accompanying him, but seeing Akaf's persistent look, he could only raise his hand.

The magic power in his body circulated slightly, and a light spear that was very similar to the one released by Celia but much smaller instantly condensed into shape and hovered above his palm.

Although it is much smaller in size, in the eyes of magicians like Akaf, the power contained in this light gun cannot be underestimated.

But compared to Celia's natural light gun, Lord's version seems to lack a bit of the most original flavor.

But this is normal.

Light gun magic is a magic unique to the elves. The one performed by the elf lady in front of him is naturally the most perfect version, while the one performed by others is more like a perfect imitation.

However, this is enough to prove his identity as a magician.

And the most crucial point is that neither of them is a demon in disguise.

Although the demons can disguise their appearance, their magical aura cannot be disguised in this city protected by an entire barrier.

Ever since the Holy Sword of the Kingdom of El was lost some time ago, all human countries on this continent, especially their human magic holy city, have strengthened their vigilance against the demons.

We must never let the tragedy of the Land of El happen again.

"Very good!" Akaf completely put aside his doubts and even showed a hint of respect, "Please come in, both of you. Please forgive me for any impoliteness. This is the iron rule established when the library was first established.

Magical knowledge, especially the magic developed by humans over the years, contains great power, but also carries corresponding dangers.

Restricting access is not only a protection of knowledge, but also a responsibility to the safety of those seeking knowledge and the entire city."

He stepped aside to make way and pointed to the area ahead. "The magic book section is just ahead. Please obey the rules, remain quiet, do not damage the books, and do not take them out of here."

Lord nodded in understanding: "I understand."

Celia just glanced at Akaf indifferently, took the lead, and Lord followed closely behind.

The magic book section is completely different from the downstairs.

The concentration of magic in the air is much higher, and the books on the shelves are not made of ordinary paper, but special paper made using various complex processes, which is enough to remain immortal for hundreds or thousands of years.

Some are even placed there directly in the form of magic scrolls or ancient stone slabs.

There are fewer people here, and the few magicians who are here are all immersed in their own research and don't care about anything around them.

"This place." Celie's eyes flashed with a strong light. "It's simply a magician's paradise!"

There are so many magic books, and although most of them may be known to you or even read by you, it would be a surprise if you could occasionally find one or two that you have not read.

She suddenly didn't want to leave.

Lord did not notice the light in the elf lady's eyes. His gaze swept over those ancient books and finally stopped at an area protected by a special magic barrier.

"Found it." Lord said and walked directly to the area.

The bookshelves here are made of dark ironwood to ensure that they will not be corroded. Most of the books displayed on the shelves show signs of age, but they are all carefully maintained.

Lord's gaze finally settled on a display stand on the top shelf of the bookshelf, which was protected by a magical barrier.

There, lying quietly, lay an extremely inconspicuous-looking book, bound in some reddish-brown leather.

There was no gorgeous decoration on it, only a line of book title written in the common language of the mythological era, which looked so plain and unpretentious.

Lord stood in front of the booth, looking up at the book, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Celia had come to his side without him noticing.

She followed Lord's gaze to the ancient book placed at the highest point, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes.

She recognized the book. Or rather, she recognized the book in its original manuscript form before it was bound into a book.

The Origin Codex

—Authors: Lord and Norn. "This is...the book you wrote back then?" Celia asked softly.

She still remembered the two figures who were exchanging their magical experiences beside the flickering campfire a thousand years ago.

It all seemed like yesterday.

"Yeah." Lord responded, his voice tinged with reminiscence. "I didn't expect it to still be there, and placed in a place like this."

His tone seemed calm, but Celie could sense the thoughts within it.

Just then, Akaf, who had previously tested their magic, came to the booth, apparently to look up information.

He saw Lord and Celie stopping and staring, especially Lord, who was staring at the Book of Origin with an understanding smile on his face.

"Awesome, isn't it?" He walked up to Lord and spoke with a tone full of respect. "'Origin', that's what later generations of magicians used to call it. It's the cornerstone of human magical civilization and the first beacon that illuminates the path of human exploration of magic."

Lord and Celie both looked at him.

Akaf's eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at the ancient book on the enchantment magic: "Before Lord Lord, magic was a power that humans could not master at all, and no magician had ever appeared among humans.

Those powerful magics are also controlled by various races and will never be passed on to other races. Humans don't even have the opportunity to come into contact with them."

He pointed to the vast collection of magical books around him and said, "But Lord Lord, he has accomplished a feat unprecedented in history."

"He studied the magic of various races and created a variety of new magic based on this. He also compiled the first magic book for mankind together with Holy King Norn."

"In this book, he explains for the first time the nature of magic, what magic really is."

“It is not a gift from God, but a special energy that exists in everything in the world and in ourselves.”

"He even proposed a clear theory of magical talent, explaining why different people are good at different types of magic."

Akaf's tone became increasingly excited: "More importantly, Mr. Lord's magic system laid the foundation for all subsequent magic!"

"Whether it's elemental magic, arcane magic, defensive magic, or even advanced fields like holy magic, the core magic operation formula cannot be separated from the magic system designed in Lord Lord's book."

"At Saint Katia, the greatest magic academy in human history, and indeed at other magic academies on the continent, the first lesson for students is to study Lord Lord's 'Holy Book of Origin'!"

Acuff's voice echoed in the quiet library, full of heartfelt admiration.

Several passing magic scholars also stopped and listened quietly to this story that was extremely familiar to all magicians.

Lord listened quietly with no expression on his face, but Celia saw a flash of emotion in the depths of his eyes.

If only Norn could see this day.

The magic book that he and I wrote together would be so respected by later generations and have such a profound impact.

"Not only that," Akaf seemed to open up, "the magic system created by Lord Lord has profoundly influenced the research direction of all human magicians in later generations. Even people from other races come to read it.

Magic is not limited to destruction and destructiveness, but rather focuses on convenience, which is more conducive to the development of human civilization. The source of all this lies in this "Book of Origin."

He finally sighed, “Lord, he is not only the embodiment of wisdom, but also a god who guides human civilization into a new chapter.

It's a pity that there are so few records about him, like a myth, leaving only this immortal work and those vague legends."

Akaf shook his head and left with the book, leaving Lord and Celie standing in front of the booth.

Celia turned her head and looked at Lord's profile.

He was still looking up at the ancient book, his eyes seemed to penetrate thousands of years of time and see his former self.

"How does it feel?" Celie asked, with a hint of the man's usual teasing in her tone. "How does it feel to be worshipped like a god?"

Lord slowly lowered his head, a self-deprecating yet extremely relieved smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head, his eyes sweeping over the scholars studying magic around him, and finally fell back on Celie.

"You know, I didn't think so at first. It feels..." He paused, as if trying to think of a better metaphor, "very strange."

“It’s like accidentally planting a seed, and when you look back a thousand years later, you find that it has not only grown into a towering tree, but has also extended into an entire forest.”

He reached out his hand, and through the void, his fingers gently stroked the cover of the book. "I simply want more people to learn magic, and to free humanity from its fate of wandering. That's all."

“But I’m still very satisfied.”

"I'm not satisfied with being worshipped as a god by them, but I'm simply satisfied to see that people in later generations have been able to develop such brilliant and diverse magical knowledge based on the magic I wrote. I'm also satisfied to see that magic has truly been integrated into human society, rather than just becoming a high-ranking ornament."

Lord searched for the right words to describe his current mood as best as possible.

When he and Norn wrote this magic book together, did they foresee the current result?
The answer is yes.

But Lord at that time had no idea of ​​immortality, so naturally he would not consider the situation today.

Celie listened quietly, seeing the relief and peace in Lord's eyes over the achievements made by humans on the path of magic.

She suddenly understood.

Why is it that this man, after possessing enough power to kill gods and even having achieved the possibility of immortality, is still obsessed with perfecting the magical formula that can change the essence of life?

This pursuit of magic is the most precious thing to the other person.

For him, the talent for creating magic is the result of a two-way effort, and only Lord can truly display this talent.

Just like the "Book of Origin" that he co-authored back then, it brought not only a new way for humans to learn magic, but also a new understanding of magic for all races in the world.

"Let's go." Lord retracted his gaze, took a last deep look at the ancient book that changed the world, and turned to Celie and said, "This place is great, but it's all in the past. We can't always look back. Besides, it's already outdated now."

He took Celia's slightly cold hand and held it in his palm.

"In the future," he said, looking at the sunlight reflecting through the window, "there is a new chapter waiting for us. This is the direction we should go."

Celie let him hold her hand, feeling the warmth from his palm.

She took a final glance at the "Book of Origin" that was protected by magical barriers and even enshrined on the altar by humans, and then looked at the living godslayer beside her.

He doesn't need to be enshrined on a pedestal.

He himself is that ray of light that keeps moving forward.

And I will always be with him.

(End of this chapter)